Corona Diary: Day 58-61
The diary of a student who is no longer in school, following what this new virus means for us.
For the first time in over two months, we went out in the car today. Although we’ve been on lots of walks and runs, me and my sister haven’t left the local area in absolutely ages, and it’s almost definitely the longest we’ve gone without being in a vehicle. We didn’t go far, but it was enough to make it feel special.
We’ve been visiting Killy Cranky beach for years now and, compared to Warkworth and Druridge Bay, it’s usually quite quiet. When we and our friends used to go there in the summer, I always remember thinking that we were the only ones who knew about it, like it was a secret beach for only us to paddle in the ocean and build sandcastles on.
Shockingly, as it turns out, Killy Kranky is a public bit of land, and we definitely weren’t the only ones down there today. It wasn’t too busy though, especially compared to the pictures of some places we’ve seen where people can hardly move there’s so many picnic blankets and windbreaks. It’s much nicer at the quieter beaches. With the sun shining down on us, we walked barefoot along the sand, right next to the warm water.
It was relaxing to be at the beach, as it always is, but there was, of course, the little bit of worry about being out. It seems like I can’t really escape the feeling that, no matter how little I come into contact with other people, I shouldn’t be leaving the house at all.
The slight anxiety wasn’t enough to dispel the novelty of being outside. Even if it was only a couple of miles out of Amble, it’s been so long that it felt like a full on holiday, and with the almost hot weather I could easily pretend we were in another country. Maybe we were just in the local area, but with fish and chips for tea we made it feel like a holiday.
by Lily Tibbitts